Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 162 Beheading the Evil Ghost

Qiao Ye greeted him with a palm, and also a big handprint blasted the sky.

In the next moment, the two handprints collided with each other, making a loud noise, and then shattered. An invisible wave of air swayed wildly towards the surroundings, rolling up the surrounding white snow, rising into the clouds, and then Floating towards all around.

Qian Jiale was astonished, Qiao Ye's big handprint of the palm of the broken sky was used so well, didn't it mean that he had only read it a few times a while ago?

Don't lose to yourself after watching it a few times?

how can that be!

Qian Jiale roared: "Students from the Sea of ​​Blood Academy dare to use the three moves of Tianwu? It's just arrogant!"

As Qian Jiale spoke, he continuously struck Qiao Ye with his palms. In an instant, palm prints spread out one by one.

This is a move that Botianzhang can only learn at a higher level. Qiao Ye will not be able to do it. After all, Qian Jiale is a first-class student of Tianwu Academy, so it is only natural that he can practice more advanced levels of Tianwu Three Styles.

However, Qiao Ye was just playing tricks on the guy in front of him on purpose, and he didn't have to use the three Tianwu styles to fight!

"Hundred Battle Blood Technique!" Qiao Ye stretched out his hand in front of him, and with a flick of his fingers, he said, "Dazzling!"

At the tip of Qiao Ye's outstretched right finger, bright red blood dripped out at the same time, and in the next moment, those blood droplets suddenly flew out, and the moment they collided with the palm shadow, they continuously smashed Qian Jiale's palm shadow Give breakdown.

Qian Jiale was shocked, what kind of martial art is this? It actually uses blood as a medium, and it can easily penetrate the shadow of its own palm.

And at the moment when Qian Jiale was surprised, Qiao Ye suddenly opened his mouth and smiled ferociously.

Hundred battle blood techniques, two beheadings!

Qiao Ye reached out and pulled back, the blood beads that flew out suddenly turned into blood lines one by one, criss-crossing around Qian Jiale, and then...

Qiao Ye pulled back his hand violently, manipulating those bloodlines!

"what!"

The next moment, a tragic cry sounded!

Qian Jiale clutched his arms in pain and kept backing away!

The moment those blood lines were drawn together, Qian Jiale's entire right arm was dripping with blood, dense wounds appeared on his arm, and it was instantly dyed red, looking horrible.

Qiao Ye looked at Qian Jiale and said, "It seems that you can't destroy me, but you seem to be destroyed by me!"

Maybe it was anger, maybe it was pain, Qian Jiale's whole face twisted, and he shouted at Qiao Ye: "Qiao Ye, I want to kill you, I must kill you, Wuhun, behead the evil ghost!"

The eighth rank of the emperor level summons the martial soul and beheads the evil spirits!

With a bang, behind Qian Jiale, the snowfield suddenly exploded, and large snowflakes flew up, forming a snow column.

In the next instant, a stream of black smoke rose directly from Qian Jiale's back, and slowly, in that black shadow, a silhouette of a human figure slowly emerged, flashed past, and suddenly rushed towards Qiao Ye.

Slender, humanoid, but...

A black robe!

The black robe was filled with black smoke, forming the outline of a human figure, even with hands and feet, and there was nothing under the hood except black mist.

The next moment, the hands of the decapitated evil spirit were raised, and a black sickle condensed out of the black smoke, and it fell towards Qiao Ye's head.

Speed, extremely fast!

Qiao Ye immediately stretched out his hand to the side quickly, and the same black smoke quickly wrapped around Qiao Ye's arm, and then turned into a black square halberd.

Martial Soul, Heavenly Demon Dazzling!

Then……

Bang!

Qiao Ye danced with a halberd, and collided with the black sickle, making a clear and crisp sound. Even, the beheading ghost was blown away by Qiao Ye.

However, before landing, the decapitated evil spirit turned into green smoke, and then solidified its body again.

Qian Jiale shouted loudly: "The evil spirit beheaded!"

Qiao Ye cast a glance at Qian Jiale. This guy's hand is useless, but his right hand. If it was another type of martial spirit, he wouldn't be able to do anything. But luckily, it turned out to be a summoning type martial spirit. Even if he was injured, he could still make him Wuhun attacks.

This can also be regarded as an advantage of the summoning type martial soul. The disadvantage is that it does not improve its own strength, but even if the user is injured, he can still fight if he uses his mouth.

And just as Qiao Ye was thinking, the re-condensed beheading evil spirit got an order, and his body suddenly drifted away in a circle around Qiao Ye, and then...

One, two, three...

The body of the decapitated evil spirit split apart continuously, turning into seven, forming a circle around Qiao Ye, and then kept getting closer to fatigue.

Seven huge sickles were raised at the same time, and they slashed towards Qiao Ye.

"Small skills!" Qiao Ye looked around contemptuously and said, "Do you want to kill me at this level?"

Qiao Ye directly reached out to hold the end of the black halberd, then twisted her ankle violently, and her body turned around. The black halberd in her hand formed a circle, drawing a black arc.

Clang, clang, clang...

The sickle that was cut off just now was all shaken away by Qiao Ye's blow, and then...

The bodies of the seven decapitated ghosts split open at the same time, and after being cut into half, their bodies quickly disappeared in smoke.

"You defeated a martial artist of the first level of martial madness, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 7000 points."

puff!

Qian Jiale spat out a mouthful of blood as soon as he opened his mouth, his martial spirit was destroyed, he suffered internal injuries directly, and retreated repeatedly.

Qian Jiale turned pale, then looked at the two companions who came with him, and shouted: "Let's go, let's teach him a lesson together!"

It was impossible for Qi Siwu to make a move. Like Jin Shengyi, he was a defender of the boundary. In other words, if Qi Siwu made a move, Jin Shengyi would of course also make a move. He wouldn't stand by and watch the battle like this.

And the two Tianwu Academy students who came with Qian Jiale glanced at each other, then jumped out at the same time, pressing towards Qiao Ye.

Qiao Ye smiled and said, "Isn't it true that you don't rely on the number of people to bully the few? Is it enough for you alone?"

Qian Jiale gritted his teeth, but pretended not to hear this.

"It doesn't matter!" Qiao Ye looked at the two Tianwu Academy students who were coming towards him and said, "Anyway, it's the same number of people."

Those two Tianwu Academy students, like Qian Jiale, are both first-class students of Tianwu Academy, with a cultivation base of the first level of martial madness. Of course, without such strength, it is impossible to become the pinnacle of Tianwu.

And after Qiao Ye finished speaking, he didn't talk nonsense, and directly stretched out his hand and shook it in the air.

The surrounding black smoke surged and quickly condensed into a huge hand of black smoke. However, after learning to break the palm of the sky, Qiao Ye also incorporated the big handprint of the palm of the sky into it, and the power of this move also skyrocketed.

The Tianwu Academy student in the sky saw that the big black hand covered the sky and covered the sky, with an indescribable terrifying power, as if it could completely cover people to death, so he didn't dare to neglect.

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